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Hi Reader, True story: one year, I cooked Thanksgiving like I was auditioning for Survivor: Roxbury Edition. I started at dawn, juggling pies, stuffing, potatoes, sides, and a turkey the size of a mini-fridge. By the time dessert rolled around, I was slumped in my chair, fork dangling midair, too tired to taste the very pies I'd threatened to leave The One over if he even so much as touched them. After our guests left, I crawled, and I do mean crawl, to bed, leaving the kitchen looking not unlike something out of a scene from The Walking Dead. When The One protested vociferously, I invoked the "I Cook, You Clean" mantra we'd been spouting since 1993. In truth, the kitchen was such a disaster, a reasonable person would've give him a pass on cleaning all the way to Valentine's Day. Alas, I am not a reasonable person. Make-Ahead Mastery for Thanksgiving
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